*Genevieve*
I did not want to go back to New York. I left there, and did not want to return. I knew I would go back one day, but I did not want it to be soon. Which is ironic because four years should not be considered too soon, but I am in my unthinkable era.
I don't want to go to New York, and I am scared to face his mother. She who always loved me, and was there for me, and even stood up for me when Lucien thought I betrayed the company. I did not know what to do, but I dreaded meeting her. I kept her first grandchildren away from her because of her son was an idiot. I ceased reaching out to her because I could not handle it, and kept on trying to mend a relationship that was already broken.
